Lisa and Michael were on the set, making the newest music video, and Michael was rather agitated at the moment. The director had decided to have both of them nude for certain scenes and it embarrassed him. What made things worse was Lisa was on this makeshift bed with him, only covering her lower half with a sheet, and she was whispering into his ear. He was told to smile lovingly at her while she whispered to him, and believe me, it was a forced smile.

The director called for the scene to begin and Lisa leaned forward. "So how is that little leach of yours doing?"

Michael clenched his teeth and grumbled low. "Ramona is doing fine, thanks."

"I'm so glad she finally has her own place, although I don't like the fact that she's so close by," she whispered with a grin.

"What do you care? You're never there, anyway," he grumbled as he got up. "Cut the scene," he called out.

Frank Dileo walked out with Michael's robe and handed it to him. "What's up with you today, Mike? I thought you wanted to do this video."

Michael slipped on the robe and glanced back at Lisa. She covered herself and winked at Michael and he groaned. "I'm sorry, Frank. I want to do this video, but I'm just not in the zone today."

Frank watched Michael as his frustrations were made clear on his face. He knew Mike was having a hard time with Lisa. He also knew that Lisa was quite the spoiled little brat and he wasn't so sure she was really in this for love. He had a sneaking suspicion she just wanted the fame. He just wasn't sure how to approach Michael with it.

"How many more scenes do I have to be here for? I have a busy schedule to keep to, you know," Lisa was pestering the director and Frank listened in. She didn't want to be here at all.

"We just have to finish this last scene and then we cut to the scene with you bending over Michael, and then you will be done with your part," the director stated, looking over his paperwork.

Lisa grunted and then stomped off like a little kid, all the while she was being watched by Frank and now Derek. She walked around the corner and leaned on a wall, pulling out her cell phone and making a call. Frank and Derek exchanged glances before they gravitated closer.

"Hey, I'll be stuck shooting this stupid video for about another hour or so. Wait for me, okay?" she paused and then giggled while she bit her nail seductively. "I know. Don't start without me now," she said in a sweet tone before she hung up. She glanced over and saw Derek giving her a knowing look and she flipped her phone into her purse and flipped her hair over her shoulder before walking away.

"Don't you find it funny that she's never talked to Mike like that?" Frank asked Derek.

"Who doesn't talk to me like what?" Michael walked up behind them feeling a little refreshed.

"Oh nothing, just rambling. Do you feel any better?" Derek asked.

"I will once the bitching ends," he grumbled. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just not myself today."

"Lisa giving you crap?" Derek asked again.

Michael quirked a brow and took a breath before nodding. "How did you…?"

"It's not hard to guess, Mike. She makes everyone edgy when she's around," Frank responded. "Why don't you call that friend of yours? Maybe checking in on her will make you feel a little more relaxed," he suggested.

Michael's eyes lit up a little at the idea and he smirked before pulling out his phone. "That's a wonderful idea. Thanks Frankie," he patted his shoulder before walking away with the phone to his ear.

"There definitely needs to be some work done here," Derek said while watching Mike pace the hallway with his phone.

"Like what?" Frank asked.

"Obviously Lisa is up to no good, and she is only upsetting Michael. Ramona on the other hand, just the sound of her name makes him light up. Get where I'm going with this?"

"I get it, but Mike is a grown man. I think he will figure things out for himself," Frank said as he thought for a moment.

"Let me guess, you tried talking him out of being with Miss Fancy Pants, and he shot you down?"

"Like a duck, he did. I tried, Derek, really I did. But Mike is stubborn and he knows what he wants. All we can do is stand by and continue to support him."

Derek nodded and they both eventually walked away. Michael called Ramona at home and his stomach did a flip when she answered. He hadn't spoken to her in 3 days.

"Hey, Ray. How's my babygirl today?" Michael asked sweetly.

Ramona blushed at the other end of the phone. "I'm good, thank you. How's my tomcat?"

Michael chuckled at her name for him. It was better than snookie, he supposed. "I'm okay."

"Just okay? Uh oh…" she replied. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, really. I'm just a little stressed out," he said honestly.

"Sounds like more than a little to me. Cruella being feisty again?" she asked.

"More than you know," he groaned. Ramona giggled and it made him smile. Deep down, he knew there was something special to him and Ray's relationship. She could make him feel things that Lisa could never make him feel.

"How much longer until you're free from her clutches?" Ramona said in a silly tone.

Michael smiled. "According to the director, we have 2 more scenes to finish and then she will be done. I, however, need maybe another day or so before it's completed."

"Sounds fun. Can I do anything to help your stress level?" she asked.

Michael smiled again. She was so sweet and considerate. He thought for a moment before he grinned. "How about you come down to the studio after Lisa leaves? Maybe my babygirl can re-inspire me."

Ramona blushed again before glancing back at Janet. She had been staying with Ramona during the evenings. They were really becoming great friends. "You want me to come to the studio?" she asked while looking at Janet. Janet sat up on her knees on the couch and nodded her head furiously. Ramona giggled. "Okay, sure. Just send me a text when Cruella is gone."

"You got it, babygirl. I better go finish this scene," he said quietly.

"Okay. Have fun," she said.

"Oh, and Ray?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for cheering me up. I lo…I um, appreciate it," Michael stuttered for a moment. Was he really about to say what he thought?

"No problem, tomcat. Bye," she smiled and hung up. Thankfully she hadn't noticed his little slip.

"Let's get these scenes over with, Mikey!" Lisa called from the set. Michael rolled his eyes before putting away his phone.

Later…

Ramona sat back on the couch after she took a shower. She dressed herself in casual clothes, not knowing what to wear at a studio. It's not like she was going to be a part of anything. She dressed in a pair of white jeans and a black v-neck tank top and pulled her hair back in a partial ponytail. Michael had taught her that look and she adored it. She also put on a black cuff on her arm that he had given her for what Michael liked to call their "2 month friendaversary". Ramona chuckled to herself. And what was up with him on the phone earlier? He sounded like he was about to say…

"Earth to Ray!" Janet said, waving her hand in front of Ramona. She blinked before she looked up and noticed Janet was holding her phone in front of her. "He texted you. Do you want a ride?"

"Oh, um, yeah. Let me grab my shoes," she sat up as Janet giggled at her. "Stop laughing at me," she laughed as she threw a nearby couch pillow at Janet.

"I'm sorry, but your deer in the headlight look is almost as funny as Mike's, if not funnier," she laughed.

Ramona paused as she was tying her last shoe. "He gets that look? I never would've guessed…"

"Yeah, well don't tell him I told you that. I don't feel like getting ambushed with the super soakers again."

They both laughed as Ramona locked up her house and Janet drove her to the studio. She was given directions where to go after she showed her I.D. to security. Ramona said her goodbyes to Janet and walked into the studio. She studied the set and looked around in awe. It was really beautiful how the colors worked well with each other.

"There's my babygirl!" Michael's voice rang from across the room. Ramona jumped and turned to see him standing up from his chair in his robe. He pushed the makeup artist aside and then blushed furiously. Everyone on set was looking between Michael and Ramona, no doubt wondering why he was calling her his babygirl.

Ramona shook it off and ran up to Michael, enveloping him in a huge hug. "Hey tomcat!"

Michael hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek. "I missed you," he whispered.

Ramona got chills up her spine and she shook it off and smiled sweetly at him. "I missed you too. So what's up?" she asked as he sat her down in a chair across from his. He looked a little frustrated in her opinion.

"Well, we got done with Lisa's part, and I looked over what the director had planned for the rest of the video, but it feels like something's missing."

Ramona reached forward at the stack of papers Michael had in his hand. "May I?" she asked. He nodded and handed the papers to her and she took her time looking through it. "This is supposed to be You Are Not Alone, right?" he nodded. "So what kind of video did you envision with this song?"

Michael thought for a moment. "There's a strong message in this song. I would like people to decide for themselves, really. But I would also like to have this kind of song to be around when I am no longer here, you know? Something my fans can hear long after I'm gone and receive some kind of comfort."

Ramona bit her lip. Her scar was burning. That seemed to happen when she had a sudden change of emotion. And hearing Michael talking about him not being around really got to her. She let the papers go limp in her hands as she focused on her breathing for a moment.

Michael looked up from his concentrating gaze and noticed Ramona's features. It was very rare for him to see emotion in her, and it caught him off guard most of the time. She looked like she was sad and in pain. "Ray? What's wrong, babygirl?" he reached forward and patted her knee.

She blinked a few times and then put her mask back on. "Nothing, I was just thinking."

Michael gave her a look and then pulled his hand back. "About?"

"If that's the kind of message you want, why not add a little spirituality in there?" she suggested.

Michael thought for a moment. "Details?"

Ramona chewed on her lip and flipped through the papers one more time. "You as an angel, maybe? You want to let your fans know that they're not alone, and to see you as an angel might add to that affect you want for them."

Michael pondered this before smiling. "You are amazing, do you know that?" he got up and kissed her head before walking to the director. She blushed in her chair and glanced at Karen, his makeup artist. She gave her a knowing look and Ramona shrugged.

They spent the rest of that day ironing out the details Michael wanted. Ramona stepped outside a few times when he had to take off his robe. Michael was incredibly beautiful, she had to admit. When he was clothed and working away from her, she was recording him.

It was then, that she had an interesting idea of what to do with these videos she keeps recording. She wouldn't be able to get started until she had plenty more, and she was perfectly okay with that.

(A/N) Forgive me for being so late on this update everyone! This story has become difficult to keep up with. Thanks for reviewing this story and of course, all ideas are welcome! I will try to update as soon as I can, I promise! Much .L.O.V.E.